Searching For Hope When Times are Tough
Searching for that thing we call hope has been incredibly elusive in past months.
Sure, you found it in the giggles of the children as they roamed the streets in costume during Halloween.
You will undoubtedly see it in the faces of the children as they race toward the tree on Christmas morning.
But, where do you find it when everything in the media has judgment and sarcasm?
I’m dumbfounded by the anger in the voices of the people around me. It’s like some evil veil has fallen over the land and enveloped every soul in a competition to see who can prove themselves right.
Make it STOP!
Finding Hope In Many Places
The first thing you need to do is to turn off the cable news channels. Try watching the Hallmark Christmas Movies instead. I can’t think of a better catalyst to restore hope other than the miracles of Christmas.
Where do you look for hope in your life? Close your eyes and think for a moment. Where does the real desire in your life originate? Now, reach for a pen and paper and make a list of where the hope in your life arises.
- Does it come from your brain? Can you control your thoughts when the anger is spinning out of control around you?
- Can it come from your heart? Do you find hope in the things that warm your heart and make you want to get up each morning invigorated by the thoughts of those who bring you joy and hope?
- Or, does it come from a higher power? Do you believe that God holds your spirit in his hand every moment of the day?
Finding hope is primarily a leap of faith for all of us. We combine the cognitive choices made in our mind with the emotions we allow to percolate in our hearts. Then, we add in the faith that has propelled us through both the good and bad times in our lives.
Blessed is the man who trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. Jeremiah 17:7
When some of the most significant medical minds in the Twin Cities destroyed all my hope for the future in 1979, I gave up. I’d been conditioned since childhood to accept the voices of authority. Were you raised this way too?
I don’t believe it was by accident that three years later I did something I was physically unable to do.
I managed the stairs at the house in Lakeville and went down to the storage closet to drag out an old box I’d had for years. The carton came from my childhood home.
I was angry that day. Unfortunately, I directed that anger toward God for allowing a construction truck to hit our car. I was also mad that I was responsible now for my bipolar mother.
How could I take care of my husband, my children, and my mother when I was incapable of accomplishing the most straightforward tasks?
There was absolutely no logical reason I would take on that box in my current mood. And yet, a much stronger force directed me to the closet the day I found the “I Can.”
God’s Angels Watch Over Us
I’ve thought of Grandpa Burton and talked to him since the day he died. The very suggestion that angels don’t exist is unacceptable to me.
Whether it was God or my Guardian Angel who brought me to that box that day isn’t as important as the renewed hope I found inside that box. It was as if someone lifted the chains that held me back. I was free again to discover the solutions I believed were right for me.
And so, I challenge you. Don’t accept the voice of authority blindly. We learned in the days after the Weinstein news that far too many people have buckled under the harsh hand of bureaucracy.
It isn’t my fault, and it isn’t yours that we’ve been brainwashed to allow others to destroy every ounce of hope in our lives.
This isn’t the way any of us wishes to live. It’s long past the time we needed to revert to the pure faith we learned in Sunday School as we were growing up.
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.”
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”
“Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.”
Hope in a Time of Turmoil
There is so much uncertainty in our lives today. I hear from author friends from around the world every day. So many of them have expressed concern over the direction our country is moving. Our children are witnessing a time of moral uncertainty unprecedented in the history of this country.
Our hope doesn’t stem from whether the government will offer real solutions to the problems the average American faces each day. No, our hope for our family depends on our mighty God and the expectation that he will fulfill his promises to us.